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test drive meme #1.
Hello, passengers and potential passengers!! Welcome to the first-ever eyemind Test Drive Meme. Here you have a chance to play around in the game's setting before deciding to app, test out new characters, or just roll around and have some fun. Enjoy!
No invite is necessary to play in the test drive, but please remember thateyemind is a (semi)private game and you must request an invitation before submitting an application. Request an invitation here!
Please note: Threads from the test drive meme DO NOT count toward AC and ARE NOT considered game canon, but you are welcome to use them for your app samples.
SCENARIO ONE: LIGHT UP THE NIGHT
The ship has stopped on Arion, near the settlement of Taunican, at the height of harvest season, and since the planet is largely agricultural, that means there is a big harvest festival a-happening.
What's neat about this festival is that it's not just a celebration of the harvest - it's a celebration of the community, and of the planet as a whole. The dominant local religion (for lack of a better term) isn't exactly experienced in term of worship but of honoring the planet itself - the seasons, the landscapes, the crops. Natives talk of Arion as if it is a living, breathing entity, because for them? Arion is.
Every evening while the ship is docked, there is a bonfire in the fields outside the town square, starting at dusk. There's a giant potluck feast, with everyone in attendance encouraged to bring dishes to share, but no one will be turned away if they arrive empty-handed. Fiddles and flutes and drums provide the soundtrack for the folk songs about Arion the locals sing around the fire; dancing and games and laughter are everywhere. This is a peaceful, joyous celebration, and you're invited!
SCENARIO TWO: WE NEED TO GO DEEPER
You're asleep, but maybe you don't know that - in the middle of a dream, it's not always easy to tell the difference between reality and the scenes your subconscious creates. You find yourself somewhere that may or may not be familiar, doing something that may be mundane or fantastical, but you're not alone. This is a dream you're sharing with your shipmates. What secrets and truths will you learn about each other?
SCENARIO THREE: STOP HITTING YOURSELF
Ope, looks like Navi’s wandered a little too close to an interdimensional rift in space-time, and now things are getting a little weird. If you happen to have superpowers, you may find that you don’t have quite as good of a hold on them as you do normally, or maybe now there are unintended side effects that occur when your powers are used. Maybe your character usually possesses enhanced strength or speed, and now they suddenly find themselves too swol to handle ordinary objects without crushing them, or they may have uncontrollable zooms and be physically unable to slow their roll.
No superpowers? No problem! Non-powered characters may find themselves deprived of one or more of their natural senses, i.e., sight, hearing, smell, taste, etc. Have fun being suddenly and temporarily blind! Walk into walls, eat trash, be free.
eyemind Test Drive Meme. Here you have a chance to play around in the game's setting before deciding to app, test out new characters, or just roll around and have some fun. Enjoy!No invite is necessary to play in the test drive, but please remember that
eyemind is a (semi)private game and you must request an invitation before submitting an application. Request an invitation here!Please note: Threads from the test drive meme DO NOT count toward AC and ARE NOT considered game canon, but you are welcome to use them for your app samples.
The ship has stopped on Arion, near the settlement of Taunican, at the height of harvest season, and since the planet is largely agricultural, that means there is a big harvest festival a-happening.
What's neat about this festival is that it's not just a celebration of the harvest - it's a celebration of the community, and of the planet as a whole. The dominant local religion (for lack of a better term) isn't exactly experienced in term of worship but of honoring the planet itself - the seasons, the landscapes, the crops. Natives talk of Arion as if it is a living, breathing entity, because for them? Arion is.
Every evening while the ship is docked, there is a bonfire in the fields outside the town square, starting at dusk. There's a giant potluck feast, with everyone in attendance encouraged to bring dishes to share, but no one will be turned away if they arrive empty-handed. Fiddles and flutes and drums provide the soundtrack for the folk songs about Arion the locals sing around the fire; dancing and games and laughter are everywhere. This is a peaceful, joyous celebration, and you're invited!
You're asleep, but maybe you don't know that - in the middle of a dream, it's not always easy to tell the difference between reality and the scenes your subconscious creates. You find yourself somewhere that may or may not be familiar, doing something that may be mundane or fantastical, but you're not alone. This is a dream you're sharing with your shipmates. What secrets and truths will you learn about each other?
Ope, looks like Navi’s wandered a little too close to an interdimensional rift in space-time, and now things are getting a little weird. If you happen to have superpowers, you may find that you don’t have quite as good of a hold on them as you do normally, or maybe now there are unintended side effects that occur when your powers are used. Maybe your character usually possesses enhanced strength or speed, and now they suddenly find themselves too swol to handle ordinary objects without crushing them, or they may have uncontrollable zooms and be physically unable to slow their roll.
No superpowers? No problem! Non-powered characters may find themselves deprived of one or more of their natural senses, i.e., sight, hearing, smell, taste, etc. Have fun being suddenly and temporarily blind! Walk into walls, eat trash, be free.
John | Monster of Elendhaven
Not because he really cared about anyone here or any of the people he was apparently traveling around with now whether he liked it or not (and in truth, it wasn't too bad, really, better than the rail lines, better than the last city he'd been in)... but because he didn't feel like having that sweet-hearted kidnapper who'd brought him here getting finicky and booting him out.
There was something to being here, being on this trip, connecting with people whether they liked it or not. A part of him had always liked not having the choice in it. And another part was just pleased that someone had to be connected to him, pulled down to his level whether they liked it or not. In the proverbial flat of their shared connection, he was absolutely the sort to spread out on the couch like a spoiled cat and smile up at his 'roommate' who had been expecting to enjoy a night by the fire in just that spot.
So. He'd been behaving.
But then there'd been this festival and all the dark corners, all the mischief from good little boys and girls, all the darling sweet lasses and lads who were up for a bit of naughtiness and play now that the work of the season was done, and all of them with such pretty little throats and veins he watched dance in the firelight like they were tantalizing him all their own.
He liked the food, he liked the fire, he liked the games, but mostly? He liked the dancing. It was where he was staying for the moment, to watch, to participate, to lean close to the fire, as close as he dared, without burning himself.
But he can't help that he might watch the small, the fair, the delicate a little more intensely than others.]
It's the first thing that hits him as he realizes what's different, what's wrong. There shouldn't be anyone alive here but him, but them, but-
But there is, someone, someone in this dark parlor, and for a moment he wonders if the mage hunter has somehow rallied after all of that, had some extra trick to her, had some manner of silver solvent for death. But it isn't her.
It's someone else. Someone he's just as interested in snuffing out because they don't belong here. Not now, not for this. Not as he can feel the warm blood dripping down his hands and what feels like blood, something warm and liquid and a little too thick, like saltwater, dripping down his face.
There's the choking sounds, the small and delicate and beautiful and corrupted and damaged body in his arms, and the feel of the magic and Florian's voice, his voice, his power, making and remaking the world, remaking everything, destroying and creating, binding and unbinding and no one else should BE here as it happens. No one else should be here as he's born.
He doesn't speak but the desire is clear: get. out. ]
Then, well, it'd gone too far.
No one talking to him, no one looking uncomfortable at his words, no one drawn to his pretty face or put off by his leather gloves or leaning back from the way he leaned in when he wanted to put a shiver up someone's back.
Oh, he could hurt them, of course. He'd come with his knife, of course, a few, of course. But there wasn't any satisfaction after the first... couple. All right, it'd taken four before it'd stopped being funny and it'd started to be frustrating.
He wasn't being a lunatic, certainly, no shouting and screaming and ranting and carrying on while everyone else just went about their business. He didn't think it would make him feel better to do all that while they didn't even notice. Quite the contrary, really.
So he'd started to do more useful things... like see if he could get into people's rooms, look at their things, take anything he was particularly interested in. Oh sure, this would probably end soon enough, but until then-
The thought was interrupted by someone walking into their own room, and unlike the last few days? Looking right at him with his hand on their... what was it? He hadn't even looked yet.]
Good day to you.
[ And of course he'll tip the hat he's not wearing. Might as well be charming now that they're seeing him. ]